With the arrival of Ms Piggy in our lives, we now carry our home with us. As a fully self-contained unit, we can live off the grid (I like “Off the Cord” a term I first read on Gone With The Wynns). Add in my love of solar power and most of my needs are

It hardly seems like it could be two months since I’ve last seen Brooklyn- and yet it seems like such a long time ago. The twists and turns, ups and downs, awe and heartbreak. Now that I own a mini-motorhome and no longer have the (minor) annoyance of unpacking every night just to pack up

  While I had few plans on the Vespa trip, it was always intended that I’d ride through Joshua Tree National Park and toward Los Angeles. The “Arizona” segment made this not quite possible, but I was intrigued with the famed national park nonetheless. It did not disappoint. By the way, would any kid of

The day before Purl died, I had seen a magnet on a car in the shape of a paw with the words “Who Rescued Who?” It made me smile, as this is a phrase I’ve used often for my dogs. (For my fellow Grammar Nazis… it is “Who Rescued Whom,” right? But, alas, popular culture

No insult is meant to this fab new home of mine, but there is hardly a more fitting name than… Ms Piggy! Just about the least aero-dynamic vehicle you could drive, she’s wide, squat, not very tall and has plenty of spunk. Was This Motorhome “Thing” Planned? When I set out on the Vespa trip,

It’s time for me to get into my new routine. Losing Purl took a lot out of me, I have to admit. When you are together constantly, it’s a huge loss (not that losing any pet isn’t a huge loss!). Jerome came to me quickly, I’m grateful, he’s a real champ and already fitting in

Today’s post was supposed to be about waking up for the first time in my new-to-me motorhome. Instead it is about waking up without my faithful companion by my side. I’m devastated. In the blink of an eye, I lost Purl yesterday. One moment, giggling with my friends and about to move “Ms Piggy” onto

Riding brings me many things: joy, a sense of freedom, the satisfaction of doing something a bit out of the ordinary. Riding across the country? Definitely not the norm! I consider myself to be a skilled rider and also take safety seriously. I’m not ever going to be the person in flip flops and no

You realize by now that I am not much of a planner, but I am a very determined person. As I set out from the East Coast, I didn’t even know what route I was going to take. But I knew California was the goal. At first, making it to the West Side (LA) Scooter

Since I’m waiting to pick up my beloved Vespa, Bruno, from yet another tire repair, I thought I’d go over some of the tire drama of the past 6 weeks. There’s a few lessons in here, this won’t be a woe-is-me session, promise! But it is going to be a long post. Highlights are marked